THE CAPTURE: The Marriage Diaries, Volume 6 (Invitation To Eden) by Erika Wilde Read Free Book Online

still a little miffed about him withholding her climax. “Maybe next time you won’t be so stubborn and disobedient.”
    “Next time?” she asked hopefully.
    “The fantasy isn’t over yet, sweetheart,” he assured her. “We’ve got tonight and all day tomorrow, and I’m not done pillaging and plundering the wench I paid a fortune for.”
    “Thank goodness,” she said, the excitement back in her voice.
    She turned around in the large tub to face him, almost sloshing water over the edge as she settled on her knees between his spread thighs. Her gorgeous tits were now out of the water, her nipples dripping with beads of moisture he wanted to lap off with his tongue. With a sultry smile, she cupped both of those luscious mounds in her hands, squeezing and fondling them, deliberately tempting him.
    It worked. She lightly pinched her nipples, gasped, and gave him a coy look that sent a rush of heat straight to his cock.
    “Mayhap I can entice my new master to take care of this terrible, throbbing ache I have between my legs,” she said, reverting back to character and reigniting her pirate fantasy while her hands traveled lower, dipping into the water and sliding straight down to her pussy. “Or mayhap, you’d rather watch me touch myself . . .”
    She must have stroked across her sensitive clit, because she closed her eyes, dropped her head back, and let out a sweet moan that nearly convinced him to take his own cock in his fist and jerk-off to the erotic, dick-pulsing show. In a different scenario, he would have given an enthusiastic hell yes , but he’d held back her orgasm for a reason, to teach her a lesson as his slave , and there was no way he was going to allow her to give herself that ultimate pleasure by her own hand . . . or fingers, as it may be.
    No, when that explosive orgasm happened, it was going to belong to him . Given by him. Taken by him. Her surrender savored by only him.
    Recognizing those sexy noises she made in the back of her throat just before she came spurred him into action. He jolted forward so fast that this time water did splash over the rim, which also startled Jillian. Her eyes blinked open just as he plunged his hands beneath the surface and grasped her wrists, yanking them away from her body.
    “I didn’t give you permission to come, wench,” he said, his voice dark with warning.
    She bit her bottom lip, her expression etched with frustration. “I’m dying for an orgasm after what you put me through earlier. I’m so on edge, it hurts.”
    “That’s exactly where I want you to be,” he said, brushing his thumbs across the pulse points in her wrist. “I was serious when I said I would decide when it’s time for you to come. If you dare to touch yourself again, I will lock you in a chastity belt and find my own pleasure in much more creative ways.”
    Her eyes widened at the threat, but she didn’t provoke him further. She knew him well enough to realize that he wouldn’t hesitate to follow through on his ultimatum.
    She tossed her head back, her only display of rebellion. “The name Black Heart really does fit you.”
    He smirked. “Aye, it does,” he murmured. “I’m going to let you go, but I expect you to keep your hands and fingers to yourself, and off your pussy. Just relax, and I promise you’ll be rewarded for your good behavior.”
    “Relax?” she repeated skeptically, an adorable pout on her lips. “Easy for you to say. You already had an orgasm.”
    He chuckled. “Yeah, and it was pretty fucking awesome, too.”
    She wrinkled her nose at him. “No one likes a braggart. Or a rogue.”
    “Oh, you love the rogue,” he said all too knowingly. “And this particular rogue is very hungry.”
    He stood up, and pulled her to her feet at the same time. Water sluiced down their naked bodies, and he helped her out of the tub and onto a thick floor mat, then dried her off with a warm, fluffy towel. He slipped on one of the soft, luxurious robes hanging